Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. )
Sitting on the well bed, watching the bright moon in the sky and the moonlight on the ground like layers of frost.
Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, I can't help but bow my head and meditate, missing my hometown more and more.
2. Smell the flute in Luoyang on a spring night.
Lipper
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
This serenade smells of broken willows, and no one can afford to be homesick. )
Whose home is the melodious flute coming from? As the spring breeze flutters, it spreads all over Luoyang. Just tonight, when I hear the sad "Broken Willow", can I miss home?
3. Berthing Guazhou
Wang Song Anshi
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? )
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Wang Wei
As a stranger in a foreign land,
Think twice about your loved ones during the festival;
Know where the brothers climb,
When the dogwood is full, one person is missing.
Prelude to water melody
Su Shi
When is the bright moon,
I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know the palace in heaven,
What year is tonight?
I want to go home in the wind,
I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,
It's too cold up there.
Dance to see the shadows,
What is it like?
Zhuge,
Low-level families,
Take a sleepless photo.
There should be no hatred,
What road is there to go?
People have joys and sorrows,
The moon is cloudy and sunny,
This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.
Wish people a long time,
Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan.
On my way home in autumn and dusk.
Bai Juyi
Under the lamp, you often sleep less when you are worried.
Homesickness comes early, before the cock crows.
In September, the vegetation falls and the mountains are more secluded.
Autumn is cloudy and early dawn, and thousands of trees are gray.
I went to the east in autumn and started to turn to the west this autumn.
A horse is thin and broken, and come to a family for two years.
When I recall my sadness, I have no money.
Although the heart is not blue frost, it is not natural.
Homesickness outside the river
Wei Zhuang
I am always outside. Every spring, I am alone in the country, sitting under a tree and drinking. The trees on the tree should also know my homesickness.
Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
Two Qin Ge songs
Sima Xiangru
Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his emperor.
I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today?
There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.
Why do you want to be a mandarin duck, and it is soaring!
Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.
Who knows in the middle of the night?
My wings fly high, and I feel sad when I think about them.
When I first entered the gorge, I sent a bitter wind to my relatives and friends in my hometown.
Chen Ziang
Today's hometown friends.
Huanhui will sit with you.
Ninglang dam road.
Hard work is particularly windy.
wild goose
Du Mu
Wan Li bid farewell to his hometown, while snow and rain stayed in Xiaoxiang.
A few lonely pillows are weeping, and several tall buildings are heartbroken.
I live in seclusion, and I move on when the breeze comes.
Hard to come to Heng Yue every year, wings destroyed the frost.
Thoughts in the dead of night
Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Two Poems of Bai Kubei by You Qiupu
Lipper
Where the night goes, the truth will be revealed in the moon. Mountain light shakes snow, and ape shadows hang cold branches.
However, I am afraid that the good scenery will come late and the small order will be moved back. People come to the heart, and there is acacia here.
The night is long and whistling, and the valley is cold. Ichthyosaurs are active in vicious waters, and there are waves everywhere.
The sky borrows the bright moon and flies to Yun Lan. Hometown is invisible, heartbroken and looking to the west.
Stagnant rain
Li shangyin
After a long night of rain,
The residual lamp is lonely.
There is water everywhere in my hometown.
Autumn is not suitable for dreaming.
Zhong chun Deng Lou
Liu Jian
The golden cup does not wash the sorrow, and Jiang Yi remembers his hometown. Fireworks on both sides of the strait are full of spring,
The wind on the first floor and the bleak moonlight night. Zhang Wang should not be ashamed of his tears, nor should Pan Yue be surprised by the frost on his forehead.
Back to the lotus, there is a thatched hall deep in the white clouds.
Through ancient and modern times, I studied under Mozi, and I shattered the frost on China. It's a pity to miss this snake.
Be careful not to be a toothless mouse. I pity the moon for nine days, and I hate flowers when the wind blows overnight.
A person who lives alone in the county building can't catch a boat or a beach of sand.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Liu Zongyuan
Works: Seeing the mountains and rivers with the master at Haochu and sending relatives and friends to Beijing.
Content:
Ying Chao on the sea is like a sword, cutting people's sadness in autumn everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Lu
Works: Gifts for Beneficiary Government Officials.
Content:
A bird flew from Beiyan to Xishu. Alone in the sword gate, dancing alone at the foot of Minshan Mountain.
Ang Zang looks more ancient and has a new elegy. The chickens passed by and asked what they wanted.
A: Cold country, floating in Wan Li. Don't stop evil wood branches, don't drink stolen springs.
I often think of rice and beams. I hope to live under the buttonwood tree. Wise men don't invite me, fools ignore me.
Therefore, it is independent and sad. Bitter wind and frost, homesick for Luoyang.
Feather purlin sweater is short and Guanshan road is long. The bright moon flows, and the white clouds are fascinated by the hometown.
Who can use the wind to make the sky green at once?
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Luo
Works: Sitting alone on a cold night has a simple bosom friend.
Content:
My hometown is thousands of miles away, and I have endless worries. Quail clothing is long and sad, and it is uneasy to live in a humble abode.
The rich hook has thoughts, and the poor hook plays for whom. Liu Yesu, He Wentuan.
In the evening, Jin Cong settled down, and I wore orchids. It's easy to cut wood, but it's difficult for Visan to go home.
The bright moon alone, when the guests are cold.